Stevie Wonder also Frank Sinatra - Send In the Clowns Songtexte

Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair
Me here at last on the ground - and you in mid-air
Send in the clowns

Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around - and one who can't move
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns

Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally finding the one that I wanted - was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
So sure of my lines - then nobody's there

Don't you love a farce; my fault, I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want - I'm sorry my dear
But where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns
Maybe next year.

Isn't it rich, isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns - send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here.